THE DEVIL’S IN THE CITY

The 25th hour.

Eh.

Esta de puta madre.

La madre gara san.

Et tout le monde veut le cane.

Le personnes veulent le sangre, c'est hola mano, hola malo, hola money. He makes it on his own.

These bitches you turn on him.

That's how you slowly forget how to love and he prays to God to hunt the praise. Praise the stars to save the day. Praise the lost ones, he praise the dead.

He prays to something to keep him safe. He prays to God to hunt the praise.

Praise the stars to save the day. Praise the lost ones, he praise the dead.

He prays to something to keep him safe. 'Cause the devil's in the city. City.

Working with the hand. Hand. Trying hard to get in. Get in. Hiding in the bed.

Ah-ah. The devil's in the city, city. Working with the hand, hand.

Trying hard to get in, get in. Hiding in the bed. Ah-ah.

She don't need to fake it with all the purple, not laced in Molly.

She just wants to feed off of his soul, not his money.

Lucy wants to play him like a toy and call him daddy.

She seems different from the other ones, but -what is it? -Deep down, curled up.

Keep smelling danger. Of course. Never heard a demon say, "Enough.

" But he's not a volume, no, he just don't. Acting like he like it, let the light in. Covering up the void in.

Ever since the playing with death got boring.

Life is night, it hates the morning. So he talks to God to hunt the praise. Praise the stars to save the day.

He praise the lost ones, he praise the dead.

He prays to something to keep him safe. 'Cause the devil's in the city, city. Working with the hand, hand.

Trying hard to get in, get in. Hiding in the bed. Ah-ah.

The devil's in the city, city. Working with the hand, hand. Trying hard to get in, get in.

Hiding in the bed. Ah-ah. Devil's in the city, city.

Working with the hand, hand. Trying hard to get in, get in. Hiding in the bed.

-Devil's in the city. -The 25th hour.